The girls are cryingOn the cornerBecause the boys all leftAnd they've had too much to drinkWe're in LondonMid OctoberHe's convinced the blonde by the bar just gave him a winkAnd the words he spoke left me in disbelief

He said"Smoke whatever you've got leftIt's getting late and we don't have much to lose"Well she said"English girls they just like sex"I couldn't believe when he said "I've got news for you,""American boys do too."

Her face went red asThe words left his tongue andShe rolls up a cigarette and he strikes a paper matchI can tell he's pouring honeyInto her ear asUs teenage kids were getting pissed on cider and black

He pins her against the wallTells her she's beautifulShe says she's going homeThat's when he said…

"Smoke whatever you've got leftIt's getting late and we don't have much to lose"Well she said"English girls they just like sex"I couldn't believe when he said "I've got news for you,""American boys do too."

And that boy, he is a drifterTomorrow he'll be far awayAnd the moment before he kissed her

Pins her against the wallTells her she's beautifulShe says she's going homeThat's when he said…

"Smoke whatever you've got leftIt's getting late and we don't have much to lose"Well she said"English girls they just like sex"I couldn't believe when he said "I've got news for you,""American boys do too."